Sword of Coming

The group slowly went south along the Longxu River and the Tiefu River, but they traveled more than sixty miles a day. Li Baoping and Li Huai were both children with unusually strong feet. Although Lin Shouyi had two pairs of straw sandals worn out, He was also a kid from a rich family, but he didn't want to admit defeat in front of the two children named Li, so he endured it. In addition, Chen Ping'an taught him the traditional way of using herbal foot compresses, and he finally got through it. There were white donkeys and horses in the team to help him. I was carrying my luggage, so the walk was not too difficult.

Chen Ping'an admired the three children Li Baoping from the bottom of his heart, so the word "study tour" and the title "scholar" became more and more important in the eyes of the straw-shoe boy.

Longquan County is affiliated to Yongjia County of Dali. A long time ago, all the dynasties of Dongbaopingzhou issued an edict that if the prefectures, counties and prefectures in the world have the word "dragon", they need to avoid modifying it and replace it with other words. Now Longquan County is probably affected. The light from Lizhu Cave made an exception.

The place where the Broken Cave Sky took root has moved much further south than where it was previously suspended. The distance to Yefu Pass on the southern border of Dali is only more than a month away if carriages and horses take the Guandao Post Road.

Zhu He was at Li's house on Fulu Street. He should have read through many private books and knew a lot of outside affairs. Chen Ping'an would ask Zhu He for advice when he had something to do. In turn, Zhu He was also willing to ask the young man about the rules of entering mountains and rivers. A Liang didn't know why. , he drank more often and talked less. Lin Shouyi became very close to A Liang after drinking the liquor from the silver gourd. He often asked him questions, and at the same time he had the tendency to become a drunkard. .

In Li Baoping's small book box, there is a colored map of counties and counties issued by the Dali court. Logically speaking, only the governor's office of a state is qualified to archive the secret collection. According to the atlas, they will soon climb a mountain range called Qidun Mountain. The mountain road is more than 300 miles long and passes through four counties, including Yongjia and Baiyun.

The group of people took a rest at the foot of the mountain. Li Huai looked at the path that was no wider than Qilong Lane and was dumbfounded. After being shocked, he turned around and cursed angrily: "A Liang! This is the post road you mentioned, the official horse specially built by the Great Li court. A great road?! A broken road as thin as a chicken intestine can be considered an official road?"

The Post Road, commonly known as the Guanma Avenue, connects all the counties in a dynasty's territory. The Post Road is like the meridians of the human body. Once blocked, the Qi and blood will be blocked. When it comes to the country, the decree will not work.

A Liang sat on a piece of rotten wood on the roadside. After drinking wine, he laughed and said: "Post roads are also divided into grades. There are three post roads leading to the north from Yefu Pass on the southern border of Dali. Qidunshan Post The road is the smallest one and is mostly used for porcelain, tea and refined salt. It used to be very lively with people coming and going. Now a Lizhu Cave Sky fell to the ground, blocking the original north-south passage, so this post road was temporarily abandoned. It has cut off the financial resources of many people. Many goods are stagnated at a water transport terminal at the southern foot of the Qidun Mountain Mountains, called Hongzhu Town. Well, most of the flower boats there are small boats of two or three people. Once they arrive, At night, the lights are brightly lit, and the girls on the boat are very pretty. They sit on the bow or stern of the boat, and their white legs are deliberately exposed to you. Order a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts at the wine shops on both sides of the strait, and it will cost nothing. You can spend one night in vain.”

The maid Zhu Lu quickly bent down and covered her young lady’s ears to prevent her ears from being stained by this deceitful talk. She said angrily: “We won’t spend the night in Red Candle Town!”

A Liang pointed at Chen Ping'an beside him with his wine gourd, and said with a smile: "If you can't survive the night, you have to ask him. He is the God of Wealth in charge of our money bags."

Zhu Lu's eyes were sharp and full of murderous intent, as if she would kill Chen Ping'an if she dared to nod.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said with a serious face: "We must stop in the town and buy some necessary items. As for whether to spend the night there, it depends on whether the inn or hostel there is expensive. There are many of us. If the price If it’s unfair, we have to forget it.”

Zhu Lu's face was gloomy and aggressive, "If it's cheaper, we have to live in that dirty place with fireworks and powder? Chen Ping'an! Have you ever thought that my lady and Lin Shouyi are both half-Confucian children, or Shanya? How can the students of the academy live next to those immoral women? Even if they don't see those disgusting scenes, they will always hear some disgusting and disgusting sounds!"

Chen Ping'an braced himself and replied: "Let's talk about it when we get to the town."

Zhu Lu was furious, but Zhu He stopped his daughter, "Just follow what Ping An said, don't jump to conclusions, we'll see when we get there, we don't have to spend the night in Red Candle Town."

Zhu Lu pointed at Chen Ping'an and said angrily: "Fortunately you are not a scholar, otherwise those sage books would be shamed because of you!"

Chen Pingan learned how to read and write with Li Baoping and Zhu He along the way. Looking at the upright Zhu Lu, the young man suddenly felt defeated.

The culprit, A Liang, was gloating on the sidelines.

Zhu Lu took one last sideways glance at the jade hairpin on the young man's head, and felt that it was really an eyesore, so he sneered and said, "Watch the monkey and wear the crown!"

Zhu He shouted softly: "Zhu Lu!"

Li Baoping and Lin Shouyi frowned at the same time.

A Liang lazily took a sip of wine. No matter how good the wine was, it didn't taste very good if he kept drinking it. Then he thought about the new Xinghuachun in Hongzhu Town, and he was looking forward to it, thinking about how to get some money from Chen Pingan. Had a mouthful.

Chen Pingan hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak and silently led them to climb the mountain.

But before entering the mountain, the straw-shoe boy still bowed three times as before.

This is an old rule passed down by old man Yao, but he never explained the reason to Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan has always followed it all these years.

A Liang sneered at this. Even when Chen Ping'an asked him to sit on a tree pillar, he never paid attention to it. When he was tired, he just sat down, as carefree as he was now.

Chen Pingan is not the kind of person who likes to impose his preferences on others. After trying to persuade him twice, Ah Liang continued to go his own way and stopped trying to dissuade him. There was nothing wrong with him along the way, so Chen Pingan would not talk too much.

The next section of the long mountain road, although it is a post road paved with many bluestones, is quite difficult to walk.

In late spring, the grass and trees in the mountains have no air of twilight. The grass and trees are deep, the flowers and trees are in full bloom, and they are full of vitality. It seems that this year's spring is particularly long and reluctant to end.

The mountain road is winding and spiraling up. No matter how big or small the group is, their legs are wrapped in cotton cloth to increase their leg strength. Each person holds a wooden staff, and of course there are straw sandals made by Chen Ping'an himself. Even the luggage has several pairs of sturdy ones. The Zhuhe Zhulu father and daughter of Boots are no exception.

Zhu Lu refused to live and die at first, because he disliked being too ugly and shabby. Later, when he went into the mountains, he encountered rainy days. The mountain roads were muddy and his feet often slipped. Zhu Lu was a warrior who entered the palace. Although he was not in danger, he was still staggering and embarrassed. In the end, he had to leave. Her father took the straw sandals in his hand and put them on silently. Li Huai was secretly happy when the angry girl stepped hard on the mud. A martial artist at the peak of the second realm deliberately stepped on her. Naturally, the force was so strong that he was instantly knocked down. Li Huai's body was splashed with mud.

The child's family was poor and he didn't bring much change of clothes. He immediately felt sad and burst into tears. Lin Shouyi, who was out of breath, didn't want to get involved in this mess and rolled his eyes while he stopped to rest. Zhu He was a simple-minded person. Even though he was a martial artist in the fifth realm, he still had the patience to apologize to his child and promised to buy him a complete set of brand new clothes when he left the mountains and entered the town. But what the child cared about was his own home. Poor people are pitiful. When they saw that the maidservant had such a bad temper, but there was a rich father beside her, the child just felt that the wound was being rubbed with salt. She cried even more heartbreakingly and stepped hard on the muddy ground with both feet. Soon, Just like a little mud monkey, everyone became upset and agitated. Chen Pingan went up to persuade, but Li Huai refused to listen. Chen Pingan was soon covered in yellow mud. Fortunately, Chen Pingan did not suffer any disaster. I've accepted it, but I'm not anxious, just a little helpless.

Zhu Lu took the opportunity to fan the flames. Look, good intentions are not rewarded. Chen Pingan, you should quickly leave this heartless thing behind.

Li Huai cried even harder.

Li Baoping yelled loudly but it didn't work.

Chen Pingan thought about it and finally asked tentatively: "Li Huai, how about I help you make a small bamboo box later?"

The child immediately stopped crying, wiped away his tears and nose, and asked seriously: "How old is it?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "It can't be too big. You are small, so it won't feel heavy when you carry it. If you don't agree, just pretend that I didn't say anything. You continue to cry, and then we will continue on our way. I can't follow you."

Li Huai grinned and said: "Okay, make sure to make it beautiful! At least it should be as beautiful as Li Baoping's bookcase!"

Zhu Lu clicked his tongue and said: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. At a young age, you have learned to deceive and deceive. You can know the character of your parents without looking at them. What a good family tradition!"

Li Huai, who was about to get the bamboo box, winked and almost made Zhu Lu angry.

Chen Pingan turned to Lin Shouyi and said, "Can I make you a book box too?"

He smiled and said, "It's just casual anyway."

Lin Shouyi was about to shake his head in refusal, but after hearing the following words, he hesitated and nodded.

The scene at the top of Qidun Mountain is extremely strange. It looks like a huge drying field common in small towns. The ground is flat. If it is placed here, it will be like an immortal using a sword to cut off a towering mountain.

The children were very excited. Even Zhu He looked far away to the north and felt quite relaxed and happy, wishing he could roar a few times.

Chen Ping'an is a person who is used to seeing mountains. Especially on the last trip into the mountains, he walked through the mountains step by step. At this moment, he looked relatively calm.

We are going to spend the night on the top of the mountain tonight. Zhuhe Zhulu started to set up a tent. Li Huai and Lin Shouyi ran to pick up flammable firewood. Chen Pingan and Li Baoping used stones to build a stove for cooking. Now there are only a few rice bags in their bags. The food and dried vegetables were almost eaten, and he really wanted to find a place in the busy city to replenish supplies. For this reason, Chen Ping'an saw medicinal materials along the way, so he picked them and put them in his backpack. Because he was familiar with the roads and mountains, his legs and feet were agile, even if he needed to take a detour. Climbing the cliff, you can follow the team quickly without delaying the trip. Now I have saved a small basket of dried rare herbs, trying to save a little less.

After finishing the rice with a few plates of pickled vegetables, A Liang began to rebel. He took Li Huai with him and tapped the white bowl with chopsticks, shouting that he wanted to eat meat.

Chen Pingan nodded and said that he would make some trap sets tonight and see if he could catch some mountain pheasants for meat tomorrow morning.

Snakes have their own paths, rats have their own paths, and this is true for all animals in the mountains. Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this. As long as he observes carefully, it is easy to find the routes that some mountain beasts use to find food and drink water. Moreover, small and small trails made of trees and stones can be easily found. Traps are not complicated, practice makes perfect. In the dusk, the sky was full of colorful clouds. After the boy left the mountain top to try his luck alone, not long after, he saw colorful clouds gathering and dispersing around the mountain top at an extremely fast speed, like the changing faces of naughty children. However, no one felt the rapid and violent mountain wind at all. , at the same time, the originally dignified and refreshing scene of mountains and rivers gives those who care about it a gloomy feeling covered in haze.

This immediately made Zhu He feel heavy. He tried not to disturb the three young students who were gathering to recite books, and did not go to say hello to his daughter who was sitting alone on the cliff in a daze. Zhu He thought for a while, came to a deserted place, and took out a He took out a yellowed ancient book in his arms and turned to the page "Opening Mountains" in the middle. His fingers stopped near the "Jue Soil Jue" and he carefully browsed the bright red words as tiny as a fly's head. When he turned the page, there were two patterns, one One is painted in the shape of a small mountain, but the bottom of the mountain has roots like bamboo shoots. The blank space next to it is annotated as "Taishan Talisman". The other is a mysterious gesture of forming a seal with both hands.

Zhu He looked solemn and recited silently intermittently, constantly deepening his impression, "Take a piece of soil from the east and south of the mountain. The best way is to twist the word Yue, but the word Shan can also be used." "Gang" means "Gang". When you breathe in, you can borrow a mountain from the mountain god and the land. The air is connected with the earth..."

Closing the ancient book and carefully putting it back in his arms, Zhu He took out a piece of yellow paper from a pile of yellow talismans in his sleeve, and began to follow the records in the book, grab a handful of soil from the east and south of Shiping, and twist out an ancient-style The word "yue" means "yue", which means "going up the mountain and going to prison". Zhu He was about to burn the yellow talisman given by the ancestor of the Li family in his hand, when he was suddenly startled. It turned out that A Liang had squatted next to him at some point. The latter was holding a wine bottle and said with a smile: "What are you holding in your hand?" The person who drew the talisman on that ordinary urn made of ordinary materials is quite good, but the talisman cannot be missed even one step at a time. The paper material is as important as human bones, so it cannot bear the weight of the word "Yue". So I advise you to just write the word Yue, so as not to fail to invite the gods and anger the mountain gods."

After all, it was the first time for Zhu He to come into contact with the legendary mountain spirit monster. He was a little nervous and said softly: "Senior Aliang, is there really that land or a mountain god in Qidun Mountain? Then why is there such a strong evil atmosphere? "

A Liang leisurely took a sip of wine and sneered: "Who told you that the land of mountain gods must be people with good nature?"

Zhu He's face was filled with astonishment, "Otherwise?"

A Liang said hehey: "I just said casually, God knows whether the host here has a good or bad temper when treating guests."

Zhu He suddenly woke up and said, "No, Chen Ping'an is not alone on the top of the mountain!"

A Liang nodded.

Zhu He said angrily: "Senior A Liang, you go find Chen Ping'an, and I will continue to complete this trick of gathering soil to form a mountain. How about it? I, Zhu He, am only a fifth-level martial artist. I am confident that I can still fight against worldly masters, but I can't deal with those weird ones." I really don’t know what I’m talking about.”

A Liang stood up with a smile, walked away in a swagger, and said lightly, "Then be careful."